As mentioned last time, after Lu Xintong escaped from Songyue Villa, he rode a little red horse to Yingchou Gorge, and unfortunately bumped into the hands of Daqing, the second master of the Ghost King Village in Crouching Tiger Mountain. If you ask who this woman in white is?

Guanguan, she is none other than the heroine of this novel I wrote, Zhang Zihan, who did not appear until this moment.

Some people may have doubts, huh? After a long time, this Lu Xintong is not the female number one? That's right! Lu Xintong is indeed not the female number one, at best she can be regarded as the female number two. Because the story I wrote mainly revolves around Zhang Zihan, in my humble opinion, it is more appropriate to use her as the heroine.

Zhang Zihan, now twenty-one years old, her father was Zhang Yan, the former general of the Northern Song Dynasty. Twenty-two years ago, in the first year of Kangding in the Northern Song Dynasty, the Western Summer Rite Law was extended for three years. From this point on, in the next three years, the Western Xia launched three large-scale wars against the Great Song Dynasty in succession, namely: the Battle of Yanzhou, the Battle of Haoshuichuan and the Battle of Dingchuan Village. All three wars ended with the defeat of the Song Dynasty (which is really enough). Although the Western Xia won, the war losses and the cessation of trade between the Song and Xia dynasties caused economic losses and public resentment. After repeated hard battles, Li Yuanhao, the king of Western Xia, gained nothing, and the relationship with the Liao State deteriorated day by day, and there was no way, so Xia Jingzong sought to negotiate peace with the Great Song Dynasty.

At that time, the court of the Northern Song Dynasty, the monarchs and ministers were divided into the main battle and the main and two factions, Zhang Zihan's father Zhang Yan belonged to the main battle faction, wrote to the court, insisted on fighting to the end, and never humiliated the peace.

Four years after the end of the battle of Dingchuan Village, that is, the seventh year of Renzong Qingli in the Northern Song Dynasty, the two sides of Song and Xia finally reached a peace agreement, Xixia called Song a minister, Song canonized Li Yuanhao as the lord of Xia, Song Sui gave 130,000 silk boils, 50,000 taels of silver, 20,000 catties of tea, and then another reward on the festival, called reward, which is actually a tribute. You can take a look at yourself! The master paid tribute to his ministers, and was he humiliated? This was also the consistent expression of the Song Dynasty's emphasis on "peace," and there was no way! After the peace talks, the two countries resumed trade along the border and resumed non-governmental traders. Because the peace conference took place during the Song Qingli period, it is also known as the Qingli peace conference.

After the peace talks were reached, although the two countries maintained trade contacts for several years, there were still constant frictions on the border, and there were petty fights! Zhang Yan could not bear it anymore, and on this ground, he still did not change his stubborn nature and fought for the main battle. Unexpectedly, Tianwei was unpredictable, Zhang Yan angered Tianyan, was removed from his military position, not to mention, the whole family was driven out of the capital and sent back to his hometown.

There is a way, the holy will is difficult to violate! There is no way, I can't afford to provoke others, so I have to roll up and leave! On the way through Yingchou Gorge, unfortunately encountered a sudden attack by thieves, Zhang Yan was unfortunately killed, and his wife Du Yuru committed suicide and martyrdom, Zhang Zihan, who was only six years old, was fortunate to be protected by Zhang Yanchao, a loyal and brave family general under Zhang Yan, and fought hard to escape the catastrophe.

Escaping from the dangerous place of Yingchou Gorge, Zhang Yanchao took Zhang Zihan and fled to a place where a master lived in seclusion, and was favored by the master, and entrusted and took care of the young Zhang Zihan, and finally died of exhaustion.

In order to avenge the murder of his family, in the past fifteen years, Zhang Zihan has not been afraid of the scorching heat and the severe cold, and has practiced martial arts day and night with his master, and finally achieved success.

In the past two years, she has come to Yingchou Gorge more than once, stepped on every mountain here, walked through every dangerous place here, and only hoped to find the slightest trace of the murder of the family enemy. On this day, she hid from her master, walked out of the Valley of Hundred Flowers again and came to Yingchou Gorge, and was rushing to the direction of Crouching Tiger Mountain, when she happened to encounter this incident. This is the beginning of Zhang Zihan's learning art to avenge his family and fighting his sword to go to the rivers and lakes.

Let's say that Lu Xintong, when he was panicking and helpless, suddenly saw someone rushing to rescue him in time, and he was very ecstatic in his heart, regardless of whether he was old or young, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Sister, come and save me——!"

Zhang Zihan heard the girl's family towards herself, full of expectation, full of eagerness, full of helpless cries for help, and felt a lot in her heart:

When his family was in a disaster, if someone had come to the rescue in time, how could he have become a fatherless, motherless, lonely orphan? Fortunately, God still favored him a little, and let him meet the master in the most helpless and painful time, so that a young child could finally have something to rely on.

However, it was this young child, how many times she was awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night, and how many times when she felt wronged, no one rushed to comfort her. The sound of demonic laughter, the clanging of swords, lingered in her ears all the time, the cruel and merciless refusal to disperse for a long time, it has been deeply imprinted in her memory, it can never be erased, it can never be. and the steel knife that slashed at the top of his head, shining with dazzling cold light, flashing in front of his eyes from time to time. If it weren't for Uncle Chao's hot blood splashing on his immature face, if it weren't for Uncle Chao's iron arm that blocked the coming in time, he would have become a ghost under the knife. But even so, he still left a deep scar on his left shoulder, like a memory imprinted in the deepest part of his heart, which can never be erased.

Who is the one responsible for all this? It is not these thieves who deserve to be killed by God, these beasts and demons in human skin, who not only make themselves lonely all their lives, but also force themselves to become as cold-blooded as they are, and force themselves to pick up the disgusting murderous blade in their hands.

Aren't you forcing me? Okay! Then I'll fulfill you! Aren't you running to harm people again? Okay! So today, not only will you save this innocent girl, but you will also send all of you beasts and demons who have no humanity back to hell, so that you can know what the cycle of heavenly principles is, and retribution is unpleasant!

Zhang Zihan turned around slowly, and the thieves couldn't help but be stunned, not that Zhang Zihan was ugly, but that they couldn't see her appearance at all, because her face was wearing a hideous and terrifying grimace mask, only her mouth and nose were exposed, like a devil rushing out of hell, and they wanted to catch all these evil ghosts who love to harm the world, so that the world can be restored.

This grimace mask was deliberately put on by Zhang Zihan: Since you have to force me to be a demon who kills people like you without blinking, then why should my beautiful face appear in front of the eyes of the world again?

Fang Daqing's heart froze, and she was so frightened that she swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and said tremblingly: "You, who are you?"

Zhang Zihan didn't say anything, his tone was stern, and he shouted coldly: "I'll say it one last time, hurry up, let go of that girl, and go back to the mountain." Otherwise, none of you want to live!" As soon as the words fell, he waved his left hand, "brush, brush", a few cold stars flashed, and several screams were made one after another, and on the ground on the right side of Fang Daqing's body, a few more corpses were added, and the throat was also a little red, Fang Daqing was furious, his evil eyebrows were upside down, his eyes were wide open, and he suddenly showed a fierce face, and scolded viciously: "Damn! dare to kill my brother? Fang Daqing was even more angry: "Damn, rabbit cubs, still don't give it to me?"

One of the thieves, Zhang Erga, trembled and trembled, stepped forward, looked up at Fang Daqing on the horse, and said incoherently: "Oh no!

When Fang Daqing heard this, he was angry in his heart: "Fuck you, who died?" Without saying a word, he split Zhang Erga's head into two small scoops with a knife, and waved the machete in his hand twice in the wind, and shouted viciously at the thief cub behind him: "If you don't rush me again, this is the end!" However, after the repeated shouting of Daqing, he was bold, "Wow, yes", he roared wildly, like a wild dog out of the slaughter, and rushed towards Zhang Zihan.

"Look for death!" Before the words fell, the sword was unsheathed, and in an instant, a cold light rushed straight into the sky, it was really like a thunderbolt flashing under the night sky, Fang Daqing only felt a flower in front of him, a white shadow swept by, plopping one after another, and more than a dozen corpses were added to the ground, so frightened that Fang Daqing suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and his eyes swept around: "Hey, where are people?"

Suddenly, I heard a burst of laughter like a silver bell behind me: "Alas, big fool, don't look for it, here! here!"

Fang Daqing said: "What?" turned the horse's head and was stunned: "Mother, when did you run behind me?" Fang Daqing didn't dare to stay for a long time, so he hurriedly turned the horse's head again, and "drove-" and galloped away in the direction of Wohu Mountain.

"Want to escape?" Zhang Zihan tapped his toes lightly, like a flying swallow, and chased after him, the long sword waved, the white light swept by, and a cold sword aura struck, "Ah" A scream, "Goodong", as if he had fallen down a mountain, Fang Daqing looked for his grandmother to throw him into his arms. In less than a stick of incense, Zhang Zihan sent away all the more than 20 thieves, the means were clean and neat, and there was no mud and water, Lu Xintong was dumbfounded and speechless.

For a long time, like a rabbit sprinkled with joy, he ran to Zhang Zihan, grabbed her hand, and giggled: "Sister, you are too powerful!-" Lu Xintong suddenly felt a little strange, the cherry mouth was half open, blinked his eyes, and asked Zhang Zihan, "Sister." Why are your hands so cold?"

Zhang Zihan didn't care, and said in a cold tone: "It's nothing." Girl, it's okay, let's go home quickly. ”

Lu Xintong pouted, and muttered in frustration: "Go home, what are you going back to, I just escaped." ”

Zhang Zihan was stunned: "Why?"

Lu Xintong's nose was sour, and her tears almost fell. After being silent for a long time, he snorted, looked at Zhang Zihan and said, "Sister, don't you know? My dad was taken away, and they were going to kill me, so I escaped. ”

"What?" Zhang Zihan was very surprised and asked, "What about your mother?"

Lu Xintong felt sad for a while, choked his throat twice, and said sadly: "My mother? When I was nine years old, she killed the bad guys. As soon as he finished speaking, he burst into tears.

Zhang Zihan was very puzzled, and with a "zi'er" in his mouth, he said with relief: "Okay, girl, don't you cry?"

Unexpectedly, Lu Xintong cried more and more, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he suddenly threw himself into Zhang Hanhan's arms, unfolded his soft jade arms, hugged her neck tightly, refused to let go of his hand anymore, and sobbed: "Sister, I'm afraid! I'm really scared." ”

Zhang Zihan didn't expect her to have such an intimate action with herself, and she couldn't feel it anymore, but seeing her crying so sadly, somehow, she was also a little sad. He reached out and patted her on the back and asked, "Afraid, afraid of what?"

Lu Xintong lay on Zhang Zihan's shoulder and continued to cry: "I'm afraid of my father...... I'm afraid that he will kill the bad guys, and then I will be an orphan. ”

"Alas, it's just like me! "There was a feeling of empathy. Zhang Zihan said with relief: "Girl, don't worry, I believe that your father and him will be fine." Actually, where did she know, she just didn't want her to be more sad, and said some reassuring words to comfort her.

After a long time, Lu Xintong finally stopped crying, pulled out of Zhang Zihan's arms, wiped the tears on the side of his cheeks with his jade hand, which was as white as snow, smiled shyly, and said, "Sister, I'm sorry! ”

Maybe it's because the two of them are a little familiar, Zhang Zihan no longer speaks coldly, but adds a little tenderness: "It's okay." Girl, it's dangerous here, it's not good to stay for a long time, so you'd better leave quickly. ”

Lu Xintong scratched his ears and cheeks with his white jade fingers, and muttered, "But ...... But I don't know where to go?" thought to himself: "Huh! There is—" He took Zhang Zihan's hand, pouted, and grinned: "Sister, if, I mean if! If you don't mind, can you take me to your house?"

"Huh?" Zhang Zihan felt quite confused, and began to be a little embarrassed: "Silly girl, how long have we known each other? I don't even know who you are or what you are, how can I take you home." It's really hard to say clearly, and he said euphemistically: "Girl, I'm also in a hurry, so I ......" so I couldn't say anything for a long time. Fortunately, she was wearing a mask, otherwise, a pretty face with a red ice cube would not have escaped the eyes of other girls.

Lu Xintong, this girl, is really a ghost, seeing that she is a little embarrassed, she took Zhang Zihan's hand, the two little feet jumped straight, and said with a grin: "It's okay, sister! Anyway, I have nowhere to go, it's better for the two of us to get together and hurry together! There is a companion on the road, and I won't feel bored and panic while walking!"

I'm embarrassed to open my mouth to refuse, so anxious that people Zhang Zihan smacked her mouth, and she didn't know what to say?" thought in her heart: "It stands to reason that Master doesn't like to let outsiders enter the Valley of Hundred Flowers, but this girl has nowhere to go, and she doesn't know martial arts, so it's quite dangerous to go out alone, so it's better to ......." In fact, Zhang Zihan is a person, to be honest, simple and kind in nature, warm-hearted, and always likes to think about others, but because he has suppressed too much hatred in his heart, he is too indifferent in front of others. Now, she began to put herself in Lu Xintong's shoes, decided to try her luck first, nodded, and said, "Okay, why don't I take you somewhere first." ”

When Lu Xintong heard this, she was overjoyed, and her little feet began to jump again: "Thank you, sister." The two of them rushed to the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

At this time, Lu Xintong would never have expected that she would be blessed by misfortune, meet a master, and learn a good martial arts, which finally fulfilled her wish for many years.

If you want to know all about Lu Xintong's martial arts practice, and look at the following breakdown.